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In this chapter, Emily navigates a day filled with grief and reflection as she bids farewell to her mother. Amidst the weight of the occasion, small moments of kindness and support from those around her offer glimpses of comfort and strength, helping her take the first steps toward healing.
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The Leader narrowed its pupils, just a bit... the equivalent of a slight smile for its species. The most important of the group were already supporting the plan. The others would go along, eventually. It sat back and let them plot and scheme, only occasionally asking a question or making a suggestion. Yes, this would work well...
CHAPTER 38
I sat for a while, mulling over her revelation, and in the end decided to leave it for a private moment; there was clearly so much hiding behind her words that it would have been unfair to put her on the spot in public. We ate our rice and stuff, piling up prawn shells (is that the word?), and drank far too much, as was traditional for Brits in Tenerife.
It was more than that, I realised, as I looked around the group and saw how many were staring at their plates or glasses, or simply into space, and after a while, I recognised the mood.
Author's note: This is something that happened to me a long time ago, I still think about it everyone once in a while. It's weird but one specific moment sticks in my mind more than anything else, and it is not what you would expect. This isn't one of those s.e.x. stories that I am slightly good at, just a little remembrance, just a little dip back into the 80s when music was better and everyone was cooking for me. Hope YOU like it...
Changed By Aliens Chapter 3 (Originally written in 2007)
The rest of the story (Chapter 1 and 2) is in my story list. I don't know how to do all the software stuff to attach them.
A college girl enjoys a weekend to herself while everyone in the house is away on vacation, doing things that she would never do with her family around.
Natalie forced out a laugh. “Why not?” She repeated mockingly. “Because no program will ever help me get over the fact that my entire life was a lie that didn’t happen.”
“I know this can all be very hard to accept.” The woman said back. “But what you said is hardly the full picture-”
The stairs seemed to go on for a very long time. At the top they were your typical dungeon stairs, dank, dirty, poorly lit by ever-glow torches, and very narrow, so we had to walk in single file. Then they started to open up, becoming cheap wood, widening so two or even three people could walk side by side, and lanterns lit the sides, putting out a nice warm glow. Further down we were walking on a marble staircase, glowing fae spheres floated around us, dancing in the air, making me feel good just watching them.
Horace Bewley loved his wife like he loved his land. He could look at her in the same way, and thank the good Lord that he had been blessed with all that he could ever want. He had her, he had the Iron Tree Ranch, and he had 5 strong and healthy sons. He just wanted her to be as happy as he was.
“Pat is my last child,” she said. “I so wanted a daughter, but now the chance of that is gone.”
Lucy blinked her eyes twice as she slowly woke from her slumber. As she took in her surroundings, she was momentarily confused- she wasn’t in her dorm in Durham, but rather in her old bedroom in her parents’ house in Newcastle. Her disorientation vanished, however, when she glanced at her chair- and, more importantly, the short denim skirt and tight grey t-shirt she’d worn the previous day. Worn openly, in front of both of her parents, with neither of them commenting or even batting an eyelid.
Abrupt Change Chapter 6 An original story by Lajien Edited by Julia Miller
“Mrs Houston,” Nancy called to Heather while waiting for their food to arrive. Oliver wanted to ask something but was too shy to ask himself, so Nancy had to help him.
“Oliver wanted to ask if Ryan could stay over at our house tomorrow, we have already asked Conor’s mom, and she agreed,” Nancy said, looking at Ryan, who looked at his mom with his big blue eyes.
Looking into Ryan’s eyes, Heather was sure that if she was going to refuse (which was not the case here), she couldn’t say no now. How could she say no to these big cute blue, begging puppy eyes? “Of course, he can. I don’t see why not,” Heather said, much to Ryan’s joy.
Dedicated in loving memory to
Lynn Rachel Redgrave, OBE
March 8 1943 to May 2 2010
and
Judith Durham
July 3, 1943 to August 5, 2022
and to my sweet Tracey
September 16, 1954 to January 26, 2019
I know I'll never find another you.
I’d pretty much given up on trying to convince myself I wasn’t trans by
that point. I was still trying to convince myself that a girl body,
whether human or dragon, was a “nice to have” rather than the burning
need it had soon become once I’d started thinking about it.
The Vanilla Cake Club Part 5
By Sabrina G. Langton
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Author's Note: Things get a little tense at home for our heroine, but having friends makes it a little bit easier... Having a boyfriend makes it a little more fun... ha. Hope YOU Like it.
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{We made out in my new boyfriend's car, we both had incredible orgasms, he told me he was happy we met.}
What if supernatural beings like Witches, Faeries, Demons, and their ilk are all real? Glen Evanston is about to be caught in their many traps in my new work in progress: Magic, Mystery, and Mayhem a Graphic Novel by Raine Monday
Louisa continued her rehab with renewed vigour now that she’d got the news of her transition off her chest. After a gap of almost three weeks, another shopping trip was organised. This time, she managed to buy some clothes and even go for a Coffee on her own. It almost ended up the same way as the first. She was drinking her coffee when a man started to chat her up. It was only the intervention of Toyah that prevented a disaster.
The appointment at the fashion house was on a Wednesday morning so I made an appointment with Hector at his rehearsal rooms in the late afternoon and worked my butt off putting together a folio of drawings for him and the troupe to look at.
We had eight different guys, all built a bit differently but, thankfully all reasonably slim and about the same height. I had a basic shape but each had subtle differences to suit the individual characters.
Shannon O'Reilly was bullied and everything his older sister wasn't. When his sister Sarah gives him a chance to change things through a single wish things don't go as planned.
I Wish: Book 5 Chapter 17
Rest Stop
By Amethyst
“I don’t know… I…” Rebecca stumbled hesitantly over her words.
Amanda couldn’t decide what she was going to wear to the comic con this year. This year they were bringing in some of the best comic book artists and having them interview a potential artist. She puts her portfolio together of some of her best drawings of comic book characters.
She hopes this time, she’ll get some job offers for her talent. Her parents were disappointed in her, first because she wanted to be a cartoonist. Secondly, they didn’t like the fact that she wanted to be a girl. She has always known she should have been born a girl, but she wasn’t.
A hightech bodysuit allows Jimmy to experience being a Headlights Girl! It's fun, it's profitable and it's a complete change of lifestyle that anyone could enjoy - even you!
If healing meant changing genders and also species, would you? And how about protecting this new found technology? This gender-bending sci-fi tale takes you to strange worlds as those transformed protect their new people from destructive humans.
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